43 Days To Go……….

Moving day is quickly approaching.

We still have no idea as to where we’ll be living.  That’s a bit unsettling for me as I like to have my ducks in a row, make lists, and when preparing to leave point A, I like to know where point B is.   I probably would not have made a good wife for Abraham (from the Bible).  God just told Abraham to pack up and go and when he arrived at the right place, God would tell him.   That took a lot of faith, and probably a lot of strength for his wife while leading what some might consider a nomadic lifestyle.  Sure, I’d like to travel all over the country, but not with a U-Haul.   I wonder if, when Abraham would stop and pitch the tent, at every stop, did Sarah ask, “Is THIS the place?”.

So, with 43 days left, I’m still packing, and we’re still searching for just the right house with the right amount of rent.  Also, with the knowledge that we most likely will need to downsize as lower rent sometimes means smaller house, we’re trying to determine what goes into storage,  or the Goodwill.  Yesterday, I finally decided to part with a lot of toys from when my kids were little.  I had been saving them for when little kids come over, however, there haven’t been that many who have visited.  I am keeping some things so a child would be entertained.

While I’m packing to move to another house locally, my sister and her husband are also packing their young family, to move to Nebraska which is 1,200+ miles away.   The occupation that my brother-in-law went to school for (respiratory therapy) , is not available as a full time position in the majority of hospitals in our state.   So he found a job in his home state, which will be great for him and his family.  The schools are great, as well as the cost of living expenses.  We’ll all miss them a lot.  Especially at family gatherings.  Hopefully they can come and visit often, and hopefully, we’ll be able to drive out to see them some day.  I did tell my sister that I expect to see a lot of pictures of her growing family, and she’s even mentioned possibly blogging (which I would read regularly).

So with moving day approaching, I need to get back to my packing.  Hopefully we’ll know where we’re going when I write again.




54 Days Left………..

to pack, and find a house, and be completely moved out of this one and have it cleaned from top to bottom.

So far, I’ve taken the breadbox and the latte machine off of the counter, and moving them to the dining room table.

I have an area where a Goodwill pile lives

I’ve transferred all of our movie DVDs to sleeves in a binder (in case the next house has less square footage than this one, we’re looking for ways to store what we want to keep and save space.

I need to call various stores like Pier 1, TJ Maxx, and other various retail stores to see if they have boxes that we can have.

We need to go through various boxes in our garage to see what we want to keep and what to give away.

54 days and I’m already feeling overwhelmed.

And my son just informed me that he’s expecting some help in shaving his mustache tonight (I’ll let his dad handle that one).